donn jonn - smoke! lyrics
[intro]
ay
yuh
[hook]
ay
you don’t want smoke, you just puffin’ on vapes
you don’t do c-ke, you don’t even smoke haze
i been on the way, to the money it’s a crave
got a full belly, you don’t even know the taste
i’mma get the dough, bread knots in my pockets
you ain’t even close, no you couldn’t even stop it
you don’t even know, no you couldn’t get a profit
knew i get the dough, since a youngin’ like a prophet
[verse 1]
i be like the stove in the summer so it’s hot b-tch
and my flow cold so you know sh-t freezin’
i know some the bros out there, they be plottin’
they better hope i don’t see em sneakin’
look at my clothes, that’s drip like leakin’
drownin’ my foes til they gon’ stop breathin’
they just want a piece, i can’t let ’em have it
now they want the beef, but they really givin’ salad
money tastes good, tastes sweet to the palate
know what’s understood, show me if you really ’bout it
i ain’t from the hood, but i really been around it
never did good, i be bad like a villain
how you say we cool, but i never see you chillin’?
i’mma make a pool off the fit, i be drippin’
even when i had no drip, they was slippin’
even when i had no b-tch, i had women
[hook]
you don’t want smoke, you just puffin’ on vapes
you don’t do c-ke, you don’t even smoke haze
i been on the way, to the money it’s a crave
got a full belly, you don’t even know the taste
i’mma get the dough, bread knots in my pockets
you ain’t even close, no you couldn’t even stop it
you don’t even know, no you couldn’t get a profit
knew i get the dough, since a youngin’ like a prophet
[verse 2]
gotta get the homies straight out of the projects
since eighth grade, i been workin’ on a project
when they talk sh-t, it just really sound like nonsense
i been making flips, when i started i had nine cents
knew i had to do sum’ different did it wrong
why you movin’ funny, you be trippin’ what you on?
i got more bars than a motherf-ckin’ con
turn you into ash like it’s f-ckin’ pokemon
homies in the past, now they call me donn jonn
i’mma f-ck your b-tch then i’mma hit your mom
i be like the king gotta knock over the p-wns
you don’t got the bread, you got pockets full of naan
you ain’t do sh-t, come back, do the same thing
how you say you, got a rack, you be lazy
now you talk sh-t, funny it don’t really faze me
i been in the game, cheat codes, don’t play me
[hook]
you don’t want smoke, you just puffin’ on vapes
you don’t do c-ke, you don’t even smoke haze
i been on the way, to the money it’s a crave
got a full belly, you don’t even know the taste
i’mma get the dough, bread knots in my pockets
you ain’t even close, no you couldn’t even stop it
you don’t even know, no you couldn’t get a profit
knew i get the dough, since a youngin’ like a prophet
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